Oh! but to live the life I once knew,
Before time lingered on.
In the back of my mind,
I felt within me, Life,
slowly as it was leaving me.
Now I stand, motionless-
In commotion, I pray to thee,
This west wind of which they speak,
Blowing winds and consuming me;
I am but those amber ashes,
Pleading to thee.
Everlasting, everpresent -
For so long, how I ignored thee.
I felt I was the stronger,
Till Power was mine no longer.
Now I try, to close my eyes...
For I may see or feel thee.
Your river flowing, provoking;
As thy wind upon me blowing.
No longer dead my Will be -
Rekindle the fire of my fancy.
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